~： The first year story 021, the time that was stopped

The drugstore owner took out a stack of banknotes from the cash drawer and threw it on his face with thick eyebrows.

"This is the last time. From now on, I will not appear in front of me again."

The thick eyebrows chuckled, bent down and picked up the bills, patted them, and put them in his arms. After blowing a kiss to the pharmacy boss, he strode towards the door, ready to leave.

Wow----

The door opened. A child with a baby appeared in front of the thick eyebrows and the drugstore owner. Is he here for medical treatment? But why, the blizzard coming in behind him, is so strong and so cold?

Rough eyebrows didn't care about the beggar-like child, but gave a groan and gave in, not disturbing the drugstore owner's business. The little beggar rushed to the medicine cabinet non-stop, it seemed that he was really coming to see the doctor.

"Boy, are you here to see a doctor?"

How much can a child have? But the pharmacy boss still counted the turnover in his hand, and glanced at the little beggar from the corner of his eye.

The little beggar did not answer. He was different from the average patient and was not standing outside the counter. Instead, he ran straight into the inside of the counter, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the corner of the drugstore owner's clothes.

This behavior of the little beggar is inexplicable. The owner of the drugstore was even more worried about whether this kid had come to steal the money, so he guarded the open cashbox. Just when he was about to speak, a violent dog bark came from the door. At the same time, a group of three dogs and four soldiers, dressed as a servant, rushed in.

"Boss with thick eyebrows! Big boss! It's not good! What I did for you is revealed! This is your reward, I don't want it!"

The little beggar took out a sura he had prepared long ago from his arms and stuffed it into the hands of the drugstore owner. Before the drugstore owner could react, the little beggar turned around holding the baby girl and ran towards the side door inside the counter.

How is this going?

The thick eyebrows and the drugstore owner were stunned by these changes. But when the soldiers saw this scene, they already drew their swords and yelled and attacked.

"It turns out that you are the master behind the scenes! Even the princesses of the Bucks Empire dared to do it and die!"

I couldn't care about anything anymore. The thick eyebrows weren't a good kind at first. Seeing the other party drawing his sword, he drew the short knife in his waist to meet him. The owner of the drugstore even had a ghost in his heart. He hurriedly packed his money and wanted to escape. Instead, he was shot through the heart by a soldier's bow and died suddenly.

In the medicine shop under the blizzard, there was a sound of fighting. Thick eyebrows are a man of means. Under the siege of a few soldiers, he escaped with all his wounds and fled to the gathering place of his comrades. The soldiers also chased after a few shouts, and in the morning paper the next day after that, they climbed out of the news that the security team had eliminated a hired killer organization.

This medicine shop has a back door. Think of the "friendship" between the drugstore owner and thick eyebrows, and you can conclude that he must have a back door. The little beggar opened the back door, and another alley appeared in front of him. After observing for a moment, he immediately knew where he was, and ran away again.

"Hey hey, it's very interesting. Human boy, following you is really thrilling and extremely exciting! But at some point, beasts will be smarter than humans. Can you avoid this last test?"

The dimmed blood pupil radiated excitement. There was a thumping bang on the door behind him. The little beggar's physical strength has been consumed a lot, and he has no time to breathe, and continues to escape.

The door was knocked open and barking broke out. The three wolfhounds immediately lowered their heads and sniffed after they came out. Soon, they found the direction in which the little beggar was escaping, and yelled and chased them. And their screams naturally attracted their brutal master, the male servant with a machete in his hand.

Huh...huh...huh...

Breathing began to become heavy.

The little beggar's footsteps were trembling. He had been running for more than an hour in a blizzard. If it were not for a strong will to survive, ordinary people would have fallen. But he was still supporting his body to escape, avoiding the pursuit behind him.

The sweat was frozen at the moment it just overflowed. The back is hard and cold. The frozen sweat blocked the capillaries, so that the little beggar could not even sweat. His legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he would suffer great pain every step he took.

He is only ten years old.

A 10-year-old child, no matter how strong the will to survive, cannot break the age limit of physical strength.

Snapped……

After running to another street, he was finally exhausted and fell to the ground.

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Snowflakes are falling ethereally. It fell on the little beggar, as if to cover him with the last cloth. The little beggar held his hands high and held up the little baby girl at the moment he was about to fall to avoid her being pinched.

Eating the snow in his mouth and feeling the coldness of nature, the little beggar's breathing became heavier. His legs have cramped and he can't stand up anymore. At this moment, he can only turn over and sit up. The first thing you do when you sit up is to hold the baby girl in your arms and check her condition.

She is sleeping...

Seeing this scene, the little beggar's cold eyes finally revealed a touch of peace of mind.

"Boy, finally—you—found—you—."

Lifted his head and moved away from the delicate face. A face that was dirtier than a mouse in the ditch and three wolf dogs appeared before the little beggar.

Ice and snow floated, curling up the pain of cutting human skin. The night has enveloped here, there are no pedestrians on the streets, and no lights on both sides of the road. The humans in the house seem to have fallen asleep, leaving only the windy and snowy world outside, waiting for the next fate of the little beggar.

The vicious dog with its split mouth surrounded the little beggar, sticking out his tongue, showing his teeth, and greedy drool. Their owner played with the machete in his hand, smiled, and despised the little beggar who could not move in front of him. Seeing this "plaything" being chased to the end, he raised his hand and chopped off the scimitar.

The blade cut the snowflakes and cut a crack in the little beggar's cheek. This is not the little beggar dodge, but the man is wantonly teasing what is in front of him, wanting to see his panic.

The red liquid flowed out from the wound, applied it to the cold face, and quickly turned into ice particles, freezing the wound. The little beggar's expression did not change, he just still looked at the person in front of him, coldly, staring at him.

"Hahaha, rubbish, you are really calm? It seems that such a small wound can no longer scare you, does it? In that case, I will chop off your limbs, then chop them up, and feed you How about eating it? Anyway, our princess has hated you so much, no matter how you play with you, it shouldn't matter, right?"

The little beggar drew back and held the little baby girl tighter. He moved back, trying to cover the baby girl's body with his body to protect her.

"Cut, kid, your expression really makes me sick! I don't believe it, you are really not scared at all! Come on! Tear me to pieces! Give it all to me!"

The vicious dog gets the signal and immediately releases the suppressed impulse. They rushed forward, rushed to the little beggar who was completely surrounded, bared their teeth, and bit at the thin body...

No one can save him. At this moment, the little beggar held the baby girl tighter...

time,

stop.

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The little beggar hugged the baby girl and looked at the vicious dog in front of him. The open mouth had reached his nose, and he could even smell the stench coming out of that mouth.

The snowflakes paused, and the saliva from the dog's mouth was frozen in the air. At this moment, everything stopped.

The little beggar can't move, he can only see and smell, can only feel the weight of the baby girl in his arms, but can't move. The paws of the two wolfhounds behind him were already on his shoulders. It felt so real, but he couldn't move at all. Even the movement of his pupils was not allowed, and he could only stare at the leaping wolf dog and the two rows of sharp teeth.

"Hehehe, kid, isn't it fun?"

The dimmed voice echoed in my mind. When everything stopped, even the little beggar himself, the blood pupil on his hand opened again, staring at the little beggar.

"…………………………"

"First of all, I want to tell you. I didn't stop time. Now, I just improved your thinking ability by more than a thousand times. I also want to thank you for being able to calm down after your life is in crisis. The instinct to think."

"…………………………"

"Haha, don't you understand? Let me explain briefly. The concept of time is only relative to human brain perception. The more things the brain perceives over a period of time, the slower the relative time will be. On the contrary, within a period of time The less things that happen, the faster the relative time will be. The things you can think about in one second, after a thousand times of magnification, the things you think about in that second will be for you now It's only equivalent to thinking content within a thousandth of a second."

"Therefore, you now feel this illusion as if time has stopped. But in fact, the time around you is progressing at a thousand times slower than you, that is, it has become relative to you. It’s a little over sixteen minutes. That’s why we have this free time to talk to each other, understand?"

"......What do you want me to do."

"Hehehe, it's this fun. You always amaze me! Human kid!"

".................."